Crypt
"Mof usually drop their disguise when punched." said the axe warrior with a relief. "Sorry, I had to punch you. Well..." she smirked and continued, "help me with the bones. We must carry them to the sealed crypt or mof will get them again." The axe warrior made sure that he made himself useful.

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Possession
"I have to be careful. Are you possessed by a mof or ..." asked the axe warrior. She punched him just below the sternum before finishing the sentence. He was caught completely off guard.

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Levitation
The bones on the ground shifted surreptitiously. Then a cluster of them was catapulted into sky by slimy coils that somehow had wound themselves up tight. It spun wildly at first and then membranes sprouted inside the structure, keeping the creature levitated. It darted away. The mof was still alive and managed to fashion something from the bones. Though It left behind a huge pile of vertebrae and slime, it escaped. He admired the mof's ingenuity.

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Wicked
That's a mof, explained the woman, it likes to play with bones and corpses. Wicked creature that impersonates the dead. He drew closer still holding the shovel.

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Teeth
Soon the snake squandered away all but one of its vertebrae and the terrain made it hard to reattach to the discarded bones. Thus the ruckus died down. The woman approached the skull cautiously. She propped the jaw open with the axe and took out a dagger. Without hesitation, she stabbed into the critter hidden behind the pointy teeth. Meanwhile he kept his distance, holding a shovel.

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Grim
The expression grim, the axe warrior held her ground. The beast broke off some of its vertebrae and used them as projectiles in a playful way. She dodged some of them and parried some away with the axe.

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Corrupt
The monster used to be a handsome beast but something had corrupted it. A combination of miasma and slime covered it spottily. In fact, it controlled the skeleton. It attempted to emulate how a snake slithers and after a while it seemed to have gotten fed up and instead dripped down slimy legs on which it wobbled.

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Skull
The axe warrior held her pose menacingly. He gestured to show that he meant no harm and turned to walk away, only to come face to face with a beast with a skull head. He fell several steps back rapidly, picked up a shovel nearby and got into a defensive stance. It had been following him silently.

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Cursed
Just as he got close to a yard, a woman jumped out. Cursed creature! Shouted the woman, brandishing an axe.

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Moon
The waning crescent moon was hidden by Earth, but its presence was still felt. The moonless darkness shifted as bioluminescence and man-made lights flickered.

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Masquerade
He passed by trees that seemed to be holding a masquerade ball. Leaves rustled.

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Lantern
He tried to recall what had happened in the pumpkin field, but nothing came. Again he was lost. He had always been lost. Faint lights from a distant lantern pierced his misty thoughts. He felt uncertain if he should venture again towards the light. Vestigial human instincts goaded him toward the company of other humans. He was blind to other options. Thus he set off again.

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Fairy
Reality was harsher than his worst nightmare. In the end, he didn't escape it; rather he was rejected by nightmare. He sat in a pile of dirt that he managed to dislodge in his violent struggle in the dreaming. The woods were lit by fluorescent fungi which he mistook for fairies in this pitifully fleeting moment of respite.

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Coffin
Tunnels leading in-land to temporary safety collapsed, sealing terrified people inside to die a slow death in the unescapable coffin. The attempt to escape the imminent catastrophe only added to torture and agony. Foolish, hindsight whispered. Is there still hope? People trapped in the turmoil of the times kept asking.

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Blood
As more and more people were mutilated in the deluge, the churning water took on an eerie colour. He saw his friends rush to help others, but were decapitated by the monstrous force of the water, their blood mingled with everybody else's. No one survived.

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Ancient
A villager approached the pumpkin field in the morning and found the collapsed body. He kicked it, but it didn't disturb. Trouble, thought the villager. He got a helper with whom he carried it to a location where the decomposing body would not pollute water for the village and buried it. That was just another insignificant body to return to the ancient Earth.

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Bat
On a cliff he watched the tranquil sea. Suddenly bats flitted across the land up into the sky. They blotted out sunlight and when all was dark started plunging down into sea in thick black columns. The great volume of displaced water surged over the land. Screams sounded between sky and sea, as thousands of souls fell in despair. The deluge submerged all.

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Pumpkin
A field of pumpkins stretched before him. He tripped and hence the momentum was lost. He lay in his sodden clothes, not stirring. Insects hummed and chirped. The night covered all up.

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Deity. To stop to rest in the muffled darkness or to keep descending toward the light of civilisation? The choice was not obvious when one was on the verge of exhaustion. Yet the momentum though small kept him walking. After an undefined amount of time, he was no longer in the mountain. It loomed behind him but no longer held its grip. The deity of the mountain released him... for the time being.

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Evil. Each heart harbours a little seed of self, which may be coaxed into evil. An innocuous amount of evil dilutes and vanishes fast or it is nurtured into a menacing being. Confusion gnawed at him as he kept walking. Then a giant beast approached him, sniffed and left him alone, showing no interest in the rotten flesh.

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